Dark Aesthetic Novels & Stories

--- That did it. Something inside Damien snapped. --- The air around him shifted. Violently. Not like Aria’s light. Not warm. Not golden. This was— Dark. Heavy. Crushing. --- Jay took a step back. “…okay, that’s new.” Liam didn’t move. But his voice dropped. “Damien.” No response. --- Damien’s eyes darkened. Not metaphorically. Literally. The color draining. Replaced by something deeper. Something ancient. ---

But when my gaze locked onto him, my reasoning betrayed me. Darius Ashfang was no longer the monster of my nightmares, at least not in appearance. He stood in the shadows of the chamber, his black shirt rolled at the sleeves, revealing sinewed arms inked with scars of battles fought and won. His misty gray eyes glowed faintly with his wolf’s power, cold and predatory, and yet… arrestingly beautiful. When had he grown even more dangerously gorgeous? “Careful, little wolf,” his voice rasped, a dark baritone that seemed to curl into my very bones. “Keep staring at me like that, and you’ll send signals you don’t mean to.”

"I contemplate the woman." She makes a slightly disguised gesture; he eats my traveling companion. I must admit that he is not bad. It is not a typical beauty out of Greek novels far from it. It's more Damon style from the vampire series. You know he's good, but it's his presence and dark personality that make him more attractive. I lift my eyestoward above. "How shameless."

He could hear her soft moans from where he stood, the fancy balcony, made as an outlet of the wide spacious room. It was just as esquisite as his personality as everything it contained matched his very own aesthetics, down even the tiniest detail. The whole room possessed this dark aura that sent chills to the spine of everyone who entered except him. He was already used to the vibe, Infact that was his vibe his being as a whole and he could not careless even if it made everyone uncomfortable to be around him. He loved that he was dark and mysterious he did not care if nobody else was a fan, he actually saw it as a great uniqueness that he was a counter to their overly bright world.

“What are you thinking for the stormy aesthetic?” Harper asked curiously, holding up the deep winter swatches which include the colours: midnight, olive, expresso, silver, grey, charcoal, mocha, wine, brick red, ruby, Boysen berry, fuschia, magenta, mustard, honey, Ocea, dark green, forest, jungle, royal purple, mulberry, purple, royal blue, Aegean, and ceru lean. Knox snatched the swatches from her hand, spreading them across the desk like he was dealing a winning hand in a high-stakes game. His parrot green eyes darted over then, his lips moving silently as he processed each colour. “Stormy aesthetic,” he repeated, tasting the words. "Aye, it's got tae feel heavy. Atmospheric. No' just dar

His face was full of contentment compared to her miserable self and paler look. His current situation was really good and she felt a little sad for a while. On the other hand, Zane sized up Arika's appearance before his eyes at a close range as he observed her bright inky black eyes, white teeth, brown skin with dark night-like thick hair, a small face with a paler look. If Zane faced Arika he felt like her appearance was cold like winter and when he faced Insane it was like a gentle summer. Insane always appeared like a sun who was gentle and the wind was soft. It seemed that flowers were blooming around her but the irony was that all flowers were dark, black, and sinful.

Did he get in an accident that damaged his. Ugh. I glanced at him. He had that same dark expression on his face, looking so fuckable with his disheveled hair, red lips from the intense makeout session that we had, and his exposed upper body. Those deep v-lines and trails of fine hair on his lower abdomen tickle something in my imagination. How could I want him so bad despite knowing he wouldn't be able to fuck me? Damn it! I can still feel the dampness in between my thighs!

' He asked with a raised eyebrow. 'How's what going?'. 'The whole walking into a dark dangerous forest, how are you holding up?'. 'It's that bad you know. And it's not dark at all. I just don't like the dense atmosphere and the too tall and wide trees which takes up ninety percent of the place'. 'I see'. He said stroking his rough stubble. 'And you, how are you holding up?'. 'Holding up?'. He chuckled. 'I'm not holding up at all babe, it feels...normal'. He shrugged.

Gabriel said Eden sighed and licked his lips. "I've heard you, father," He said. "I saw something in you on the day you defeated Ray" Gabriel said and Eden looked at him curiously "There was a kind of darkness that overshadowed you on that day. I saw it in the way you kicked Ray ungracefully and you didn't mind if he dies or not" Gabriel said "I guess for me to conquer, I will have to wear the suit of darkness" he said and Gabriel smiled

Mariano placed his hand on the left side of his chest and exhaled with a smile. "This is the last warning! Don't make me angry any further! You two will regret it!" I shouted at them. Nicolas came back from the garage with the black-blue KTM bike that made my mouth hang open. He was looking breathtakingly hot and sexy. His leather jacket perfectly hugged his muscular giant body and his leather gloves were perfectly wrapped up in his long fingers. Black sunglasses, a black shirt beneath the leather jacket, the small cut above his left jawline, and the perfectly combed hair made him look more breathtakingly handsome. For some reason, I felt my core clenched and ignited for the forbidden desire